The four Gundam pilots were hiding in an old infirmary. Duo peeked his head out the door after four soldiers ran by. He looked to the right then to the left. He pulled himself back inside and shut the door, "They're gone." He tore the rest of his sleeve off and winced at the pain in his shoulder. The longhaired pilot plopped himself down to the floor and leaned against the wall.
 

Heero knelt down next to the American boy. He looked at his shoulder, "Baka" he muttered. He tore a piece of his tank top off and wrapped around Duo's wound.
 

"Heero, why?"
 

The Japanese boy looked at him, then walked over to a bed where Trowa had laid Quatre down. "How is he?"
 

Trowa looked at his lover's stab wound. He finally managed to pry the blade out of the blonde's chest, but he couldn't stop the bleeding. He looked at Heero, "Not so good. If we don't stop the bleeding soon, he'll" he sighed
 

'Why is everyone falling in love. Love has no value in a war. If you get too attached you could end up getting hurt. It's just better to rely on yourself. Soldiers don't have feelings.' Heero thought
 

"Trowa" The small Arabian said quietly as he slowly opened his eyes.
 

Trowa took his hand, "Yes, I'm here"
 

"Can you stop the bleeding?"
 

The green eyed pilot looked around the room. He spotted an unopened box of tissues and a roll of medical tape, "Heero, give that box of tissues and roll of tape."
 

Heero walked over to a desk and retrieved the materials. He set them on a small table that was near the bed. Trowa helped Quatre sit up. He removed the blonde's shirt and vest and taped the tissues over the wound. "This will have to do until we can get you some medical attention."
 

Quatre began to shiver, "I'm cold"
 

"Here." Trowa took off his shirt and put it on Quatre. He rubbed his hands up and down the Arabian's arms.
 

Heero watched them, 'Love is not needed. So why does my heart feel that I should have someone care for me like that.' He looked at Duo for a second, then looked away and shut his eyes, 'No, I can't. Soldiers have no feelings.'
 

The blond looked at the Heavyarms pilot with sparkling blue eyes, "Trowa, don't blame Celes. She was under Treize's control. Because of her black wing, he was able to take control. So, please don't blame her."
 

"The people who are after our lives are our enemies. She tried to kill us, so what makes you so sure that she's not responsible?" Heero snarled
 

"My space heart" he fell forward and passed out in Trowa's arms.
 

~ ~ ~
 

"Get in there!" the OZ flunky yelled as he pushed Celes and threw WuFei into the cell. He locked them in and turned on a magical barrier.
 

Celes fell to her knees, "Gomen nasai, Wu-Chan"
 

"You don't have to be sorry, Celes"
 

"WuFei?" she crawled over to the salutary dragon and picked up his upper body.
 

He looked at her, his eyes were half shut, "I like it better when you call me Wu-Chan."
 

"I'm so sorry" she looked away from him
 

The Chinese pilot slowly lifted his right hand and put it to her cheek, "I told you, you don't have to be sorry. I promised to help you and in my mind that also meant that I had to protect you"
 

"Wu-Chan"
 

He put two fingers to her lips, "Ai shiteru Celes" he shut his eyes. Soon there was no life left in his body.
 

"Wu-Chan? Wu-Chan!!!!" A tear trickled down her face and hit WuFei's hair. Her black wing started to glow for a moment and the cell was filled with a white light.
 

The light vanished and Celes looked at the wound on the salutary dragon's side. The wound was gone. Any evidence of the mark being there was gone. Even the blood on his jacket was gone.
 

WuFei opened one of his eyes, "Celes, your wing it's white"
 

~ ~ ~
 

Duo paced back and forth in the small infirmary, "Okay, we've got to get out of here and get Quatre to a doctor"
 

"We could leave now since there are no soldiers in sight." Heero suggested
 

The American pilot stopped and looked at the Wing Gundam's pilot, "If we do that, we'll leave WuFei and Celes behind."
 

"I know and I don't care. WuFei's feelings got in the way and now he'll pay the price. He knew our mission was to kill Treize, not fall in love with that outsider. Love is not needed."
 

"You listen to me, Heero Yuy!" Duo yelled and got in his face, "Everyone deserves to have love welcomed into their hearts. Quatre and Trowa have welcomed it and they've never been happier. WuFei has finally found it, why can't you except it?! Love is love, Heero, you can't change that! Maybe if you had a little in your heart, you wouldn't be such an ass!"
 

The Japanese pilot grabbed the collar of Duo's shirt, "Love is not needed in a war! Don't fool yourself, love is just an ideal too! I thought WuFei was the saner one out of the three of you, I guess I was wrong. He fell for the idealism and look where it got him. Like I said, love is not needed."
 

Trowa looked at Quatre, then at Heero, "I never believed in love either, but then I met Quatre and he changed my life. Love is needed just not when you're fighting. Duo's right about everyone deserving love and WuFei has it now. Think of it as a mission, a mission to help WuFei and help him live the life he wants with someone he cares about. I truly believe in love and I know," he looked at Quatre, "that Quatre would agree with everything Duo and I have just said. Even if it means his life, I know my blond angel would want WuFei to be happy, so I say we go after him."
 

Heero let go of the longhaired boy's collar and glared at Trowa, "All of you are fools, but I'll say this, mission accepted. We'll go after him and maybe we'll find a way to seal that power back up." He opened the door, "We have to stay together and Trowa, you are responsible for keeping an eye on Quatre. Don't leave his side." He walked into the hall.
 

'Maybe we got through to him' Duo thought.
He and Trowa followed the Japanese pilot.
 

Trowa looked at the Arabian boy in his arms, "I won't leave you I promise." He whispered
~ ~ ~
WuFei and Celes sat in the cell. The Chinese boy looked at the jacket, "Man, if your tears can get blood stains out I should have you come to the house on laundry day."
 

Celes giggled, "I'm so relieved that I didn't lose you. Now the only problem is, how are we going to get out of here?"
"You said that this a magical barrier, so you can't use magic until the barrier's broken."
 

She nodded, "Yeah, that machine over there is controlling it. Nothing magical can get through it, but if I aim the sword you gave me correctly I might be able to destroy it." she held the sword in her hand and looked at it.
 

WuFei put a hand on her shoulder, "I believe in you and I love you"
 

"I thought I imagined that. No one's ever told me they loved me before, but I think I know what it feels like and if I'm right, then I love you too." She sighed, "Although I have to admit, I'm surprised you're not going to curse me for being Treize's daughter."
 

"I would never do that to you."
 

She smiled, "My mother was right."
 

"Huh?"
 

"When I started to wonder my mother spoke to me in my dreams. She told to find a man by the name of Wu-Chan. She said that if I found him that he and his friends would help me and that I'd find love and happiness with him."
 

The black haired pilot moved closer to her and kissed her on the cheek, "Let's get out of here."
 

She and WuFei stood up. She threw the sword through the barrier and broke the machine. She held out her hand and blasted the door off. They stepped out of the cell. The long banged girl grabbed her sword, "Now, let's go after Treize!"